We went into Portland to have lunch, happened upon a street sculpture, and watched a bunch of kids having a sailing lesson...

We did something we NEVER do: voluntarily got up at 4 am...

Here's a thing to know about this campground: there are no showers...

We got a slow start to the morning, on account of the late night at the Thirsty Whale...

I awoke at first light to the sound of our campsite trashcan clanking...

We enjoyed the antics of the resident chipmunks, whose hidey-hole was right next to our woodpile...

I woke in the night at least twice, hip sore against the cold, hard ground, and pumped up the mattress again. 

After 4 shows in 4 days, this was our day off from performing.  

Jack loves the mouth-trumpet!  

I will always remember that night, the passion of the painter, the luminous colors emanating from the walls in the dark, the feeling of connecting with a stranger over art and music and love and loss.

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